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Post by Zeke Winters on Oct 13, 2011 15:05:21 GMT -5
Zeke was bored with the day from the moment he awoke. The sky was too bright and the air too hot. He wanted nothing more than to crawl back into bed and sleep.
Alas, he could not. Zeke groaned and threw off the sheets. As always, he was the last to get up in the cabin and everyone else was out socializing. The word gave Zeke - son of the god of winter - a chill.
Quickly gathering his far-too-bright neon orange camp shirt and a pair of the longest shorts he could find (along with all other things needed) and headed off to the showers.
Coming back, he placed the dirty laundry in a hamper and turned around to be startled by someone standing in the doorway.
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Post by Hayden Silver on Oct 13, 2011 15:48:51 GMT -5
Silver was never in a good mood. Like ever. So for this once when she shot a poor child of Serene with a lightning bolt she felt a bit brighter. Strange. Maybe because she took comfort in somebody else's disdain. But her eyes instead of being the rare sky blue stayed a neutral stormy gray. Her face still the same stony cold look. And when she was sent to go grab one of the flags from Capture the Flag (of which was being washed by some random child of Chronos), her eyes returned to their electrifying shade momentarily as she entered. A scowl on her face, snarl on her lips. No. Not that Joker.
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Post by Zeke Winters on Oct 13, 2011 22:15:04 GMT -5
(Have to say 'Hello' because a certain admin decided to censor 'haha what a joke, greetings<3 Matt' and replace it with ' haha what a joke, greetings<3 Matt '. XD)
"Silver! Hello!" Zeke exclaimed. He really hated the girl but looked up to her as well. She was a sort of role-model for him. He, in truth, wanted to take her lead and get some people to fear him. Onstead of pure fear, however, he also wanted respect and, well, slavery. Yes, all other demi-gods (and mortals) will serve him and become his personal slave - Campers included.
"So, how's life?" he asked, attempting to bore her to death until she walked away. "Has Serene's kid stopped whining about their arm burning, yet?" Zeke slipped a grin. He loved to see others tortured. It was truly and sincerely enjoyable. Enjoyable, that is, until the pain is inflicted upon one's self. Then, it simply hurts.
Sitting on his bed, Zeke sighed and laid down on his side to where he could have a clear view of Silver without having to strain his neck. He also kept his hands free, just in case. You never know, really, with Silver. She could simply walk by with the slighted shock or electrocute you with an all-out bolt of lightning until your eyebrows magically disappear.
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Post by Kathrine Woods on Oct 14, 2011 10:09:43 GMT -5
(Haha that's why I <3 Matt. Lol I wonder what other words he censored xD)
Silver's eyes flashed an electrifying blue before flickering back to their dark stormy grey. Which could be a scary sight since her eyes tend to glow slightly when their electrifying blue. The glow making it seem like blue lightining was actually trapped in her eyes. But when her eyes were stormy, well it looked like a storm. Eyes narrowing she pondered with the thought if she should ever reply. Deciding that a conversation would be better than storming in and out she spoke in a slick, harmonic voice. Her words not sounding kind, but not bitter either, just a slightly chilling normal. "Hello," she didn't bother with a name. Sure he knew her name, everybody did. But that didn't mean she would bother remembering his name. As far as she was concerned, he was a Joker. And a possible suspect for future chaos. Of which she believed would most likely be poorely planned...but ohh well.
"Is that a sarcastic comment?" she said in a sharp voice. Her eyes flickering to a electrifying shade once more. Rolling her eyes she continued walking through the cabin towards where the flag lay. Touching it her nose wrinkled in disgust. Couldn't these minor god kids do anything right? It was still wet.
Scowling she turned around to see him flash a grin and ask about the pest child of Serene. "Frantically they whine about everything so I'm guessing she's still being the spoiled brat she always was and hoping down to the Infirmary as if it would actually help," her voice sounding a bit harsh. So his grin may have pissed her off. She didn't enjoy seeing other people jokers amused by things she did. Even if it did amuse her as well.
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Post by Zeke Winters on Oct 14, 2011 15:58:01 GMT -5
(I love you two! Your like the best admins ever... my Zeus, I suck up to admins without even trying!)
Zeke grinned a mischievous grin, his mind whirring. He would look forward to the attempt of out-doing this girl. It would be quite the challenge, indeed, but would be worth while. His plan began to unfurl in his head, immediately. It would soon be put into action - this very moment, in fact. It would take a while, yes, but the victory shall taste oh so good - just like mother used to make. It is not wise for a harsh god of winter to, ah, play peek-a-boo with a cruel, ruthless woman. The outcome may not be all too beneficial to society.
"So, Silver, I hope you don't fall. That flag looks so wet, it could cause a flood." Of course, Zeke was the one to make it so wet. He may not have control over water, but he can melt his ice to the same result.
Turning, Zeke stepped inside the cabin. This would be a fun week.
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Post by Hayden Silver on Oct 14, 2011 16:09:03 GMT -5
(lol xD well we love you to xD great members. Very patient and willing :DD)
Silver obviously got the cue and automatically reacted. Letting the flag fall to the floor. "That's no problem. It's Minor God job to do the house-wifeish jobs" she said in a sleek voice. A sneer maybe. Air crackling with electrifying tension she let the light bulb above bust. "You might also want to change that while you're still cleaning up,"
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Post by Zeke Winters on Oct 14, 2011 16:31:03 GMT -5
(Fail. Didn't realize I was still on... and Thanks! ;D)
Zeke merely coated the fragments in a clear ice and stuck it up in the socket. It fit perfectly. "Anyone notices, you're getting the blame," he muttered just loud enough for the girl to hear. "Now, would you take the flag and leave? I've got better things to do than fight you every time I see you. Shoo, shoo," he said in the most irritating way he could without it sounding too provoking. All things were going as planned.
This plan, however, would take a while. He still needed to perfect it but decided to get a head start on the beginning. Pushing a breeze just strong enough to make his point to get out towards Silver, he turned his back and found something to occupy his time and allowed Zeus's angel's temper to boil over - collecting the glass fragments still on the floor.
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Post by Silene Deloria on Oct 15, 2011 14:54:34 GMT -5
"I beg your pardon, Miss Silver, I didn't know we minor god kids suddenly turned into houseworkers." The cold comment came from the white haired girl passing by. Her winter green eyes regarded Silver with no fear, but no meaning of disrespect. Then they turned to Zeke with distaste, but not hate.
"I'm sorry that your flag is not dry." As she said so, the flag froze into solid ice particles. Then they broke off the flag-which was now completely dry-and came to float around her. She waved her hand and the particles disappeared into the air. Silene smiled one of her usual cold smiles that held no warmth, no happiness. "Thank you for taking care of one of my annoying campers." She said, walking up to both of them and brushing past Silver through the doorway as if touching her once would be poison. She surveyed the glass on the floor and frowned. "May you not vandalize property?"
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Post by Hayden Silver on Oct 15, 2011 15:20:49 GMT -5
Silver if possible didn't have something against one person in camp, which would be Silene. Eyes turning on the girl her eyes narrowed slightly but she didn't say much. Deciding it better to ignore Zeke rather than pick a fight with him in this already cramped cabin. Maybe the fact will be brought up during the next council meeting...Shrugging she took the flag. "Thank you Silene, at least one person here can take care of their flag," she said staring down at the flag the Minor Gods Cabin (of which will be leading) would use for Capture the Flag. Looking at the glass she snickered. "Ahh well it was just to give some pests something to do other than irritate people half-to-death,"
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Post by Silene Deloria on Oct 15, 2011 17:34:21 GMT -5
"Well, I'm sorry you think of one of the campers under me that way. This is our cabin, and this is technically my responsibility." Silene replied calmly to Silver with another one of her cold smiles. She let out a sigh and stared at the broken light bulb. She let out a small sigh. "We're going to have to replace that later. Thank you for cleaning that up, Zeke, and be careful not to cut yourself." Her tone was clearly not worried for the boy, in fact, she didn't mind if he cut himself or not. Silene just looked back at Silver, wondering when the fight would end. In a showdown maybe sometime? Who knew? All she knew was, when they decided to settle it once and for all, she wanted to watch. It would be most entertaining.
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Post by Zeke Winters on Oct 15, 2011 21:14:11 GMT -5
Zeke grunted in reply and carried the small glass shards to the trash can at the corner of the room. It was a shame Silene had interrupted his plans but no matter. They would still go on as scheduled with only a slight delay. Who knows? This may have even helped to further his 'scheme', as one may call it.
"Now, please, if it's alright with Seline, go away, Silver," the boy commanded in a bitter, cruel tone. Perhaps his mock held-back fury would anger the girl even more. Perhaps, just maybe, she would act in blind anger. Of course, he knew this would more than likely not be the case but no matter. Zeke would still enjoy Hayden Silver's downfall. Many would be surprised but he had taken an interest in this girl. He would actually bother to take time to plan against her. He wouldn't kill her. No, he would simply scare her to the point she would have to respect him. Hopefully, that respect would be over the top and she would serve his every need but that was wishful thinking.
Turning his back to the door again, he smiled a devious grin and walked to his bed, lying down on it.
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Post by Hayden Silver on Oct 16, 2011 13:34:20 GMT -5
Silver snickered at the two. Her eyes a dangerous electrifying blue. This boy surely wanted to die. But she wasn't in the mood for this fight. Rolling her eyes at Zeke she gave him a look that said small-children-still-get-to-die. This refering to the fact he reminded her of a small child asking his mother for permission to do everything. Flag in her hands she glanced at the spot where the light bulb once was "I would suggest covering that up with something. Sometimes energy does get get uncontrolable," she said smiling cruely at Zeke. If the boy would ever cross her thoughts, it would be for his death. But she didn't care, she could take him down anytime. Lightnign was just concentrated energy, so if she needed to she could fight him at the precise spot.
His words didn't bother her, she had no intensions of staying there and chatting with this highly annoying boy, and Silene, though wasn't on her bad side, wasn't on her good side either. She frantically respected her to a certain degree. Black leather motorcycle boots heading out the door she shrugged, knowing that when the time came the boy would regret every word he said towards her. Flicking around her sunshine blonde hair dulled out a little, a result of her possible boredom replacing annoyence. "Auf Wierdersehen pendejo, and Silene," she said mixing a couple languages together.
Strangely today she didn't seem as electrifying as she normally did, more intimidating and shadowy. Blackeyeliner making her eyes stand out, and black motorcycle gloves/boots being the only black things she wore. The rest of her outfit was torn fish-net stockings and a ripped grey skirt with a torn and burnt shirt that looked like she ran through a painball game in it. The once white innocent shirt now a strangely dangerous looking shirt that seemed to make her seem like a fan of Metal or something.
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Post by Zeke Winters on Oct 16, 2011 20:23:34 GMT -5
Zeke glared at the girl but stayed in bed. He wasn't under any blankets, just laying on his side, staring around the room as if looking for something. In fact, he was. Zeke was looking for anything that could be useful to his big plan. It would be best o find something from his cabin to use as it would be much less suspicious to take something from his cabin than, say, the Ares Cabin. He found the object in the form of a squishy, rubber ball.
A rubber ball may not seem like much but it could be harnessed for many fun things that don't have anything to do with bouncing it. One could throw it at someone but where was the fun in that? No, he would use it in a much more entertaining way for not just him, but to all the campers who would see it. First, however, he would need something small to embarrass her.
As Silver walked out of the cabin, Zeke made a small block of clear ice in front of her. It was just large enough to make her stumble. She wouldn't completely fall, just slightly trip - hopefully.
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Post by Silene Deloria on Oct 16, 2011 23:12:39 GMT -5
Silene watched the two silently, not commenting on Zeke's order, but feeling a spark of annoyance light in her winter green eyes. As Silver commented on the energy, she replied with her cold toned voice, "i will take that into account, Miss Silver. Thank you for your consideration.
Silene went to the supplies closet of the minor gods' cabin and dug around. She took out a light bulb and formed a thick sheat of ice around it. It left her hands, floating in the air and attacking itself to the ceiling where the old bulb had fallen and shattered. It attached itself, spinning into place. The ice around it began to thicken, plastering the bulb to the ceiling, preventing busting of it again.
When she was done, she put her attention back into the scene before her. Zeke had slipped into his bed, but his devious eyes were glued on Silver. Silene had a sense of alarm, and turned to Silver walking out. She detected the ice instantly. It was her power, after all. Silver would walk into the clear block if she didn't notice, perhaps fall or stumble. Silene opened her mouth for a warning, but paused. This wasn't her problem. Let it happen, and maybe Silver could rid get rid of Zeke for her. The boy was trouble to the camp, and he was her responsibility. One thing crossed her mind though. Silver was the daughter of Zeus. Children of the minor gods did not mess with children of the Big Three. It was a respect ladder decided by fate where you landed. It was what her mother had said.
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Post by Hayden Silver on Oct 17, 2011 14:26:38 GMT -5
Silver was wearing motorcycle boots for one. Which have great grip and reduce friction. Which is why riders wear them, to prevent injuries and provide protection. Now why did she own these boots? For one they looked nice, and for another reason they were good for when it came to fighting. Not that these boots stopped her from slightly stumbling. But they did help her look a bit more graceful doing so. And as if everything was slow motion she stumbled, stretched her arms forward and did a well practiced cartwheel. Which was strange since her mind was elsewhere. And when she finally hit the ground with her feet the ice, being a poor conductor of electricity did the only thing it could do when encountering such an intense object and burst. Her electrifying eyes looking a bit illuminated by the sight and if she was ever in a humorous mood it was now. Since not only did she turn a embarrasing stumble into a amazing chartwheel but she blew up the ice as if she knew it was there. The best part about it all of it was done without much thought, and little to no pain. Since she wore motorcycle gloves (as described earlier), preventing any hand injuries during her stumbled, motorcycle boots that reduced the power of the tumble allowing her to chartwheel and land in a comfortable standing position. Which was all great for her. How amusing...this child really wants a fight... she thought rolling her eyes. Eyes spoting something metalic in the room, a small harmless bolt, she let the small intense bolt fly at it, the thiness of it nearly transparent as it hit the bolt sending it back a couple feet and rubbing against a small cup of glass filled with water. Not that this would do much but the sound of the bolt hitting the glass was loud enough to be heard, a warning in this situation. Well if this boy wants a fight...Silver can definently fight.
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